Monday, March 12, 2012

Gravel

Gravel

------------------------- i could feel itatmosphere grew thinpeered down the highwaysaw it walkingjust a speckdragging layers of black cloakchalk cheeked deadpansickle end scratched along the gravelscraping fragments chipping awayhaunting grinding pitchthat travels down the roadand travels up my spine

each morning felt the mourningrise with every sun and winged creatures dancedamongst clouds surroundingwhite butterflies on riptides of the windcircled my conscienceand the barbed wire fenceclosed in on one sidewhispering it is comingas materialism caved incrumbling away revealingthe core of the atmosphereof the realm that i lye in

sunlight drapes my thoughtsmelting them awayfrom the glare i cannot seewhat they warn me ofand what i knowso i walk forwardand my gaze treads the earthevery thing matters i am finedid not realise how closeuntil it speared and nowi am numb realisingmy fears and howreal i could hear them

now it has walked pasttraveling behind meon the road althoughi have chosen a placeon the graveland i sit and wait for whatif i keep walking will ihave to face it againfaceless cold painwould i rather pause causethe universe to waitwhilst i graze wasteit is coming